The Burmese Defense Forces actually knew that they were bait released by the Japanese, relying on their intelligence capabilities to search for traces of British, American and even Chinese task forces for the Japanese army.

Under the command of the captain, a team of more than a dozen defense troops was in groups of two, the formation was very long, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the bushes, woods, and all other places where suspicious people were hidden, and searched slowly.

They were given the order that once the fire was exchanged, they did not have a combat mission, they only needed to run back and give the situation to the Japanese, and naturally someone would come to clear it.

"Hopefully, the expeditionary force has come back."

In the middle of the line, a man in a skirt and a blue turban muttered to himself.

"Hey, be smart, once you spot the British, run into the woods."

A person next to him reminded this young man who seemed to be a little distracted.

"Got it, Brother Amu."

The young man nodded, he was an overseas Chinese, but now he did not dare to admit his identity, in Myanmar, a large number of overseas Chinese were killed by the Japanese and Burmese, the crime was to report for the Chinese; In fact, this person knew that it was they who had come to vent, and that the Chinese expeditionary force had inflicted too much damage on the Japanese and Burmese, and they were venting their anger.

The forward search team was facing the hiding place of the Chinese soldiers, and due to the vegetation and terrain, the Chinese soldiers could clearly see them, but they could not see the Chinese soldiers.

So these people kept walking in front of the Chinese soldiers like targets.

"What should I do?"

A squad leader looked at Feng Ye and gestured, which meant that he was asking if he wanted to catch him alive.

"Kill."

Feng Yi shook his head slightly, and made a gesture of wiping his neck, so that the brothers were ready for battle.

"Whew!"

The sniper raised his rifle, and the two Burmese who were far away and a few Burmese at the back of the line were their targets, these people were the easiest to run away, and the middle, naturally, had the rest of the brothers to deal with.

When everything was ready, the brothers gestured one by one, indicating that their target was which one they were aiming for.

"Don't be afraid, Captain Ada knows in his heart, there are still people behind us, as long as the British dare to come out, they will definitely be finished, and when the Japanese are happy, they may reward you with a cow."

On the side of the overseas Chinese, the Burmese didn't care at all, as long as they survived the first wave of firefighting, the brigade that followed behind could quickly arrive, maybe just a charge, the damned British should be defeated, and once the greedy and death-fearing Caucasian people ran away, the Indians would not stay and die.

"Hmm!"

"Brothers in China, don't come out."

The overseas Chinese prayed in his heart, he didn't want to be searching for the brothers of the Chinese Expeditionary Force this time, he had seen too many scenes of the wounded soldiers of the Expeditionary Force being executed by the Guards and the Japanese, that scene made him unable to sleep, made him feel painful, but he had nothing to do.

The Burmese Defense Forces did not notice that they were walking towards the Ghost Gate, and were still slowly searching and advancing with guns in hand.

"Hit!"

Feng Ye shouted and pulled Thomson's trigger in his hand.

"Sudden ......"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

"Da Da Da ......"

In the blink of an eye, the gunfire was loud, and several Burmese people were shot through their bodies before they could react and fell to the top of the road.

"Poof!"

The young man in the blue turban did not dare to run at all, the air was full of bullets, and he lay on the ground motionless, waiting for the gunfire to end.

"Beauty? It's the Americans. ”

The Burmese were taken aback, they were wrong at the beginning, they thought they were British, but the Americans came; Why is it judged so much, not because of the gunfire of the submachine gun, but because the non-gunfire of the American Garand is too special, and the crazy rate of fire is not at all comparable to the British 77, and the other is the machine gun, the British commandos will not use the American light machine guns, they prefer the Brown machine guns.

"The second group cleans up the battlefield."

"One group goes to the other side to stand on guard."

"Four groups go over there, five groups go over there."

Feng Ye shouted, let the two classes go to the end of the avenue, although the gunfire was very short, but it was not ruled out that the devil would follow behind.

Of course, the three groups that remained in place also turned their guns at this time, staring at the movements around them.

"Ahh

The gunfire soon stopped as the wounded screamed, and Feng did not ask his brothers if there were any casualties, because the Burmese militants on the road had been knocked down before they could return fire.

"Don't shoot!"

"I surrender, I am Chinese, not Burmese......"

In the mixture of English and Chinese, the young man lying on the ground in a blue turban shouted, raised his hand, and around him, whether dead or not, the brothers who cleaned up the battlefield were inspecting the corpses one by one, as long as they were moving, they would be shot mercilessly.

"Don't move!"

Two Garands were aimed at him, and the two brothers shouted, fingers on the trigger, ready to fire.

"Squad leader, there's a captive."

One of the brothers shouted, not looking back, his eyes always fixed on the Burmese in front of him, and if he made any other moves, he would definitely not hesitate to shoot.

"You guys, keep cleaning up."

"Stand up slowly, raise your hands above your head, come here!"

The squad leader shouted, and Thomson pointed his gun at the Burmese.

"The regiment commander, took a prisoner, he said that he was Chinese."

The Burmese in the hands of the squad leader of the second group were tied up with five flowers, and he was still in front of Feng Ye like a burden.

"What's your name? Chinese name. ”

Feng Yi motioned to get the contents of his mouth away.

"Sir, my name is Li Qiwen, I am really an overseas Chinese, and my father was originally Chinese."

Li Qiwen, who was paralyzed on the ground, was very scared, emphasizing his identity, and he also saw that these people were really expeditionary forces, and it was really Chinese soldiers who fought back.

"Why follow them?"

Feng Yi pointed to the corpse on the avenue.

"My mother is Burmese, because of this, I was able to survive, they captured a lot of Chinese in Magway, and killed all of them; If you don't follow them, you'll die, you really will; Sir, the brothers of the expeditionary force really have nothing to do with me! I don't know, I was still in Magway at that time......"

Li Qiwen was incoherent, he thought that these people had already known about the tragedy of the wounded of the expeditionary force, and these people had come back for revenge.

"Tell me, then, who did it? How many are there? ”

Feng Yi had a question in his heart, this person thought he knew something, but he really didn't know anything.

"Bang, bang......"

"Sudden ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

And at this time, at the end of the avenue, a fierce gunfire suddenly sounded; Feng Yi ignored the Chinese on the ground, raised the binoculars, and looked over.

"Sir, go quickly! There are a lot of people over there, they are just coming for you, and behind them, there are many Japanese troops accompanying them, you are such a small number of people, you can't beat them!"

The Chinese man's face changed dramatically when he heard the gunshot, and he finally recovered from the shock just now.